Chapter 4

Pairings Yuki Kyo

Well I'm sorry for the long wait. I know Alice S. is really anxious to read this next chapter and so are a few more of my friends. I really do hope you enjoy it. I've been a little busy with school and family so I've been finding it hard to make time to type.

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Lying in bed helpless, it was something that made Kyo remember the harsh reality of his lovers past. It occurred to him that his Yuki had spent most of his younger years staring at the ceiling praying for daylight.

Many of the nurses tried to avoid his room; partly Hatori's doing, partly the nurses not wanting anything to deal with the feisty teen. With no one else to distract him he continued to wallow in his thoughts. A damn cat. I got shot for a damn cat that I didn't even catch. I…I'm so weak…slow…he didn't want me to go but I didn't listen. Yuki…forgive me. Not since that night at the lake, when his true form had been revealed, had he cried. Just as the first crystalline tear began to fall from his ruby eyes, Hatori entered the room.

Kyo didn't notice the dragon and he never would. Ha'ri stood for the longest time in silence watching the boy cry his heart out. He knew from experience that withholding tears can cost you things, emotions for example. He knew that if you spent long enough holding things inside they begin to eat away at you, eat away at your feelings, memories, happiness, until all you have left is a shell of who you were. (Sorry about that deep little paragraph, I'm a bit of a philosopher/psychiatrist to my friends.)

After watching Kyo cry himself to sleep the doctor closed the door to wait for him to wake and cry again.

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Yuki let his hand slip from the doorframe as he heard her speak. She knew… The rat debated whether or not to interrupt her. He knew from experience that at times you want to be left alone, but at the same time what you need the most is another person, she was obviously distraught and Yuki wasn't sure how much of a comfort he could be.

In the end, at Mayu's tears, did Yuki decide to keep her company. His eyes were focused on his feet, his motions slow, and he could feel his old teachers eyes burning into him. "I…thank you Mayuko-sensei." He sat next to her, still not willing to meet her gaze.

"No problem Yun-chan."

Yun-chan?

"Hatori told me that you might feel more comfortable waking up in an actual bed than a hospital one. I didn't feel like seeing Shigure right now." Her voice shifted to a whisper. "Damn pervert…" Yuki felt like smiling but couldn't. Laughing and smiling weren't a part of him at the moment, he felt as though he had no right to laugh if Kyo was ill or injured in such a way.

"Thank you for taking care of me…I know…I know I'm pathetic. I can't…everyone, everyone around me gets hurt. Akito was right." Yuki's hands were over his face, head bent down, crying. "He to-told me I would never be happy or have anyone who cared and he was right. Every time I find happiness it gets taken away. K-Kyo's bett-better off with someone else. I deserved Akito, he didn't care that I was a selfish, horrible person." His crying had gotten even worse and he was starting to have trouble breathing.

Mayu instantly panicked. "Y-Yuki you have to stop crying, your asthma…"She pulled his hands from his tear-stained face and pressed her forehead against his. "Breathe, breathe Yun. You need to breathe, focus on me. Please, focus on my breath and try to match it. I'm not afraid, I don't think you're selfish, I know Kyo loves you too much to worry about anything Akito said or thinks."

Between Mayu's words, breathing, and Yuki's sheer exhaustion the rat slowed his breathing and started to fall asleep. A pink blush rose to his usually pale features and a loud 'Poof' was heard. Yuki lay in Mayu's lap, surrounded by clothes in rat form.

So he's the rat…quiet, silver hair, likes vegetables and cheese, I should've guessed it. She gathered the teen in his hands and brought him back to her room. She closed the door and went to use the phone. She needed to speak with someone.

She was sure, even as she picked up the phone and dialed that the person she was calling would think it was in no way their responsibility to take care of Yuki but Mayu felt the need to try.

It took seven rings for her to get an answer. "What! Do you have any idea what time it is! You had better have a good reason-" Mayu clenched her fist and held the phone tighter.

"This is an important matter."

"Well spit it out I do want to go back to sleep!"

"Mrs. Sohma…it's your son."

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In this chapter Yuki has yet another break down and he starts saying he's selfish and that Akito was right, this idea isn't too far-fetched in the real world. It's a mental complex people can get, you see you can only be told something so many times before you start to believe it. I don't know the name of this complex, if there even is one…

Well I really am sorry about the long wait and short chapter. I'm trying my hardest to please my readers. Please enjoy.

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